I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon.
Finally the homeless eel marked its territory, I suppose, and the Doctor lay heavily upon me, moist with sweat.
I don't like things held up before me that I cannot have.
A geisha has studied a man's moods and his seasons. She fusses and he blooms.
Of course, a sign doesn't mean anything unless you know how to interpret it.
Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.